Chapter 135: Choosing Farts (Subscribe!)
Li Yang has not yet chosen to come out, the army on the opposite side has come out first.
It is a group of jackals and giant wolves with a clear breath of death, as well as countless goblin-like creatures.
But without exception, his body was contaminated with the breath of death.
"Late, there are two brushes.
Li Yang's eyes lit up, the strongest in that army was a jackal man riding the biggest wolf, holding a big axe, and his strength was as high as Tier 7!
Those who can enter the semi-finals are the victors who stand out from the fifteen battles.
And because it is a virtual platform, the casualties of soldiers can be ignored, that is to say, every battle is full strength.
The army of wolves and goblins have poured out more than half a million creatures, but many of them are ready to fill up.
The children and the wounded, women and children are arranged. The soldiers are worthless, and they can die anyway.
"In this case, Cuba, it's you!"
Choosing to go, Li Yang saw the fart king Cuban who was sleeping leisurely in his territory.
In accordance with the usual style of the orcs, let the butt spirit try the water first.
Cuba was sleeping soundly, and the farts living on the fart plains were extremely happy.
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He was in a daze, but found himself standing on an unseen plain, with an army of wolves staring at him in front of him.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
Subsequently, a dense number of farts appeared, including the Cuban Guard Corps.
The fart spirits looked around curiously, babbling each other and discussing how they came here.
Li Yang's thoughts were delivered, all the farts had a meal, and then Cuban all jumped up.
Engage in Mao's choice!
"Waaaaaagh, haha, I'm doing Mao's pick, young people cheer up, let the enemy see the greatness of the ass~!"
"Yeah yeah!
"Fart spirit rises, fart spirit rises!"
"Line up! Charge!"
Cuba is four meters tall. Compared with other orcs of the same level, Cuba is naturally short, but he is a big brother compared to a fart.
And Cuba's strength level is also seventh!
As the king of countless farts, Cuba's power of thinking is incredible.
Countless farts regard Cuba as an idol, because he has improved the social status of farts so much, although they are mainly concentrated on the plains of farts.
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But this feat is enough to make Cuba's famous name enter the minds of all assholes, and be firmly remembered and worshipped.
The Cuban guards wore uprights, and they used machine guns in their hands. Although they were small compared to the orcs, they were also more than one meter seven.
One by one, small motorcycles were driven out, three wheels, ass tanks, ass cans and even ass cannons.
Many little brothers can become technicians' helpers, or they can take on the role of handyman in most people's society.
This makes their hands-on ability very strong, and even some farts can make weapons and locomotives suitable for farts.
Even sometimes he can make weapons that surprise the technician boy, although he still lets the ass go to work after being surprised, and doesn't treat the technicians with the attitude they should have.
But it doesn't mean that all the farts are really powerful. Except for the Cuban Guards Corps, most of the other farts' weapons are still very rudimentary.
Just a fig leaf and a razor blade or a firearm that the orcs don't want.
But there are so many farts!
The Cuban Guards Corps is 500,000, and the number of ordinary ass is indeed 8 million!
Of course, this was only summoned by Li Yang, in fact there were more farts.
The number of these 8.5 million accounts for almost half of the entire battlefield.
The ordinary farts ahead were even less than a kilometer away from the place.
Looking at each other in the distance, the giant wolves could even smell the disgusting, orc-specific disgusting smell on the farts.
Sneezed a few uncomfortably.
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"Kill again!"
Cuba got on a special tricycle, waved his hand, and the farts rushed towards the army of jackals like crazy.
The Cuban Guard Corps is taking firm steps, protecting Cuba like an army, hiding in the army of ordinary ass.
Fart spirits are afraid of death, but they are also crazy. They are very willing to vent their tyrannical nature on the enemy.
Like other orcs, when there is a boss, when people do not retreat, they will only get more and more waaaagh!
For any orc, war is a supreme sport, which is equivalent to the reproduction behavior of other races. Persistent.
"Life is endless, death is endless, reincarnation is eternal!"
The head of the jackal raised his axe high, a death energy enveloped all his units, and the death aura on them was aroused to blame.
The same became fierce and not afraid of death, and at the same time, laws appeared in the sky, and death energy bombed, sending hundreds of thousands of farts out.
But for eight million farts, hundreds of thousands of deaths are at most a wave, which is quickly filled by the flood of farts.
"Array!"
"Ahaha!"
"Kaka Chi."
The giant wolf and the goblin-like creature rushed out quickly, and the wolves gathered in a square formation and rushed at the same speed.